In Praise of the Right H. the Ladie I.S.G. of Wilton
Where love affects, or flatterie forgeth praise,
There fayles no will faire ladies sames to wray;
But art I lacke such parciall notes to raise,
Truth guardes the checke in what I write or say,
And warded thus, when all their wit is showne,
I boldly vaunt (although in barren verse)
This ladie staines, their ladies everie one,
She shewes in workes what they in wordes rehearse:
Past natures reach (a gift in great imprise)
Her faultlesse life puts slaunder to his shifts,
And yet she hath what nature could devise
To set a glosse upon her gallant gifts;
Besides all this, she hath such fortune lent,
As both commends, and doth her selfe content.
There fayles no will faire ladies sames to wray;
But art I lacke such parciall notes to raise,
Truth guardes the checke in what I write or say,
And warded thus, when all their wit is showne,
I boldly vaunt (although in barren verse)
This ladie staines, their ladies everie one,
She shewes in workes what they in wordes rehearse:
Past natures reach (a gift in great imprise)
Her faultlesse life puts slaunder to his shifts,
And yet she hath what nature could devise
To set a glosse upon her gallant gifts;
Besides all this, she hath such fortune lent,
As both commends, and doth her selfe content.
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